The deadness of the weekend

The deadness of the weekend is… well, it just is. For everyone else it’s the weekend; but here it’s just another two days of going to the hospital in the morning and so on. Kate popped in which was a very nice surprise. My brother came over so we walked round the corner to the pub and had duck eggs and ham hock for supper: my second outing and my first proper meal out. Was really nice, honestly, but is getting really old really fast. I guess things are easier in the week when everyone else is on a routine too. Still, I bought the paper today, and I’m going to read it…. (Why can’t I find a yawn icon????!)

Obviously there is simply nothing new today. Which is very dull. Thank goodness for Claudia, Jens and Charlotte otherwise I think I’d be deciding it was already time to consider a proper outing, just to see what happens. I mean, the drugs mean no more strokes so what’s the worst that could be?

I’m looking forward to seeing Rose tomorrow, and there’s talk of me and Claudia visiting M&S and H&M on the High Street on Monday. Dear God, I think I’m looking forward to 30 minutes in M&S and H&M. I don’t even like shopping. Me thinks something will have to be done about this, and fast! Answers on a postcard to…….